"Okay, class 2A4," shouted the teacher over the noise of the students. "We have three new student today, one will be joining our class ... CLASS 2A4!!" she screamed. "LISTEN!!"

Ji Hyo's head lifted out of her book. A new student? Could it be ... "him"? She didn't even know his name. She needed to know, at least, his name. Even if he didn't ...

No. She pushed the thought from her mind. She had felt a strange connection to the boy as soon as she saw him. Everything about him was perfect in her eyes. She hoped, that, somehow, miraculously, he felt the same way.

A boy stepped into the room. He had a timid smile on his face, half hidden by his dark hair and his cap. Ji Hyo frowned slightly ... there was something familiar about that smile ... She shrugged to herself and looked on. The boy was speaking.

"Annyeonghaseyou, my name is Choi Minho. My school closed down ... So, uh, I came here. Please take care of me!" he said, and smiled again. Ji Hyo felt her heart flutter.

The teacher steered him towards the empty seat next to Ji Hyo.

"Oh, and please take off your cap, dear. It's ... A little too hot for hats." Frowning, the boy hesitated. Ji Hyo gave him a reassuring smile. He lifted off the cap reluctantly. He turned to face her and sat down, flashing her a grateful smile.

Ji Hyo stared at his face, and stifled a gasp. ... Was ... Was ... Was it ... Him?!

 (Ji Hyo's expression)

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